User blog comment:Bartholomew Billberry Bowstring/Tavern of the Rusted Claw/@comment-3094815-20110817160216

''A tall, slim pine marten dressed all in black strides up to the bar and orders a meal and a tankard of Wild Wheely Ale before sitting down at an inconspicuous booth in a corner of the room, waiting for somebeast. Soon that beast appears. The beast is a large and loud rat with jangling earrings and is rather rotund. He has several buff guards beside him but he waves them to another table as he sits down next to Drefft and speaks in a low voice'' So, har y' got der trap set, aye?

Drefft shakes its head slowly I'll need a little more time and...smiles slowly Some..ahem..assistance flicks its glance toward the crowded bar

The big rat bares his teeth in a knowing grin Aye, I see wotcher mean. I'll see wot I kin do for ye, aright?